Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor-Chapter 611 - 298: The Meaning of a Knight (Part 3)

Luo De smiled in response, saying nothing more.

This simple assembly line operation from the past, everyone was familiar with it.

As the two conversed, Avril led Durant into the hall.

"Baron!"

Durant respectfully bowed down in salute.

"Has the rune been loaded?" Luo De asked.

"According to the notes and actual comparison, it should be complete."

Avril nodded slightly and added, "But the specific effect needs to be tested."

"What are we waiting for then?"

Luo De smiled, looking at Durant, motioning quickly, "Come, come, quickly put it on and try it!"

"Yes, sir!"

Durant's voice trembled slightly, with his Adam's apple bobbing, as he walked forward quickly.

Luo De picked up the skeletal prosthetic, personally fitted it onto Durant's severed wrist, and tightened the strap.

"This is the first time you're wearing it; the outer sheath might not fit well."

As Luo De helped Durant put it on, he instructed, "But it's okay, these can be adjusted later; the most important thing now is to establish the connection."

"Uh-huh!"

Durant nodded vigorously, his face full of nervousness.

"Done!"

After fastening it, Luo De looked at Avril, "You can start now."

"Okay."

Avril stepped forward, placing her hand above the skeletal hand, her lips slightly moving as she began to chant the spell.

A moment later, the runes on Durant's wrist and the skeletal prosthetic glowed slightly red.

Seeing this, Avril stopped chanting, gently reminding, "Durant Knight, you can try to control your new hand now."

"Oh, oh..."

Durant stared blankly at the skeletal prosthetic, for a moment even forgetting to thank Avril.

According to Avril's prior instructions, Durant focused his attention, trying to channel airflow into the skeletal prosthetic.

Then he tried to control the air flow out of the prosthetic, as if the air was circulating in his own right hand.

Successfully completing this did not make Durant relax.

This was only the first step.

Durant swallowed hard, refocusing his concentration to channel the airflow into the prosthetic again.

This time, he also tried to control the prosthetic, yet nothing happened.

The prosthetic hung quietly there, like an ordinary decoration.

But Durant did not give up and went for a second attempt.

A third time, a fourth time...

...

"Phew..."

Dozens of attempts still yielded no result. Durant exhaled deeply.

Avril, standing nearby, wanted to speak but was stopped by Luo De's gesture.

The hall was silent. Everyone looked at Durant, quietly waiting.

In fact, Durant was not someone easily defeated. He took a deep breath and started again.

After attempting dozens of times more, finally, the runes on the skeletal hand glowed faintly, then the index finger trembled slightly.

This subtle movement made Durant's eyes widen, his body involuntarily shaking.

Afraid that it was an illusion, Durant held his breath, focused entirely on trying again.

The index finger trembled once more, hooking in Durant's direction.

"Thud!"

Seeing this scene, Durant could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily to the ground.

Luo De quickly got up to support Durant and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you suffering from a magic backlash?"

Durant shook his head, leaning on Luo De's shoulder,

"Sir, I'm sorry, sir, I really don't know what to say!"

"Thank you, really thank you!"

"Eighteen years, three months, seventeen days, only in dreams! I could only imagine all this in dreams!"

"Imagining my left hand being perfectly intact at my wrist!"

"I never thought I could see this in reality!"

Durant's voice was filled with sobs, his eyes red,

"Sir, I really don't know what to do, I really don't know how to thank you..."

With his head down, the warmth from Durant's mouth sprayed onto Luo De's arm.

This tall, middle-aged knight was trying his best to suppress, yet tears still dripped onto the floor.

Perhaps moved by Durant's excitement, Avril couldn't help turning away, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes with her palm.

In this era, for a knight with a severed wrist to regain a functional hand, this was a miracle.

"Don't think too much, Durant, your loyalty is thanks enough."

Luo De gently patted Durant's shoulder, comforting him, "Since you entrusted yourself to me, you are mine, and it's normal for me to treat you well."

"This has exceeded the realm of mere kindness, sir..." Durant responded.

"Durant, you will always be my chief knight."

Luo De solemnly stated again, "Between us, no need for excessive words."

Durant remained silent, nodding his head firmly.

Luo De quietly used his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of Durant's eyes and helped him up.

"This is just the beginning. If you want to control it freely, you still need to practice."

Luo De held the finger connected hand armor, smiling as he instructed, "Once you can fully control it, you can wear this hand armor and try to grip things."

"Practice diligently, and once you succeed, there's more to be gifted to you."

"Mm."

Durant, his eyes still red, kept his head down,

"Then I'll go practice now, sir."

"Mm, go on."

Luo De nodded in response.

Durant needed more time at this moment to process everything that had happened, so Luo De proactively let him leave.

After Durant left, Senda suddenly stood up, bowing deeply to Luo De.

Luo De was slightly taken aback, smiling as he asked, "What's happening?"

"Lord Rod, you have shown me the purpose of creating equipment for knights."

Senda looked at Luo De with admiration,

"You are a true noble lord, previously I was too narrow-minded."

"I'll seriously handle the matters you entrusted to me."

Senda bowed once more and then left the manor hall.

Leaving Luo De with a face full of surprise,

"Who would've thought he had such a polite side."

...

...

Broken Rock Empire, Southern Province, Blood Crow Castle.

The army had long left following the advance of the front line, only a few logistics personnel remained at Blood Crow Castle.

Blood Crow Castle, with its towering walls, was tough to break through by an ordinary army; hence it became one of the granaries for the great army.

And some members of the Dawn Society also stayed here.

For instance, Zhuo Ya Hawk, at this moment, was in the drawing room of the castle's side tower, studying a skull brought back from the frontline and an array embossing.

"Creak—"

Just as Zhuo Ya was staring at the array on the table, the door was pushed open.

Lusen quickly walked in,

"Zhuo Ya, have you read the letter I gave you?"

Lusen earnestly asked, "Regarding what Baron Rod said, how likely is it?"